Author: michael raven

  • of the vale

    a path in the middle of a dark forest
    Photo by Wes Hicks on Unsplash
    chestnut flicked in amber
    to tease and taunt of eye
    stonewater crest elder oak
    shadow slip past of my
    dream her wrapped arms
    on arms in arms against
    the coming gale

    hollow you, broken child
    stolen child, darkling
    of the vale
  • lean in, ask

    none of this exists until
    you lean in and ask

    given to fever in drift
    flowing over in waves
    my jaw aches for silence
    wired shut

    you dream in a
    wordspun heaven only
    a breath away

    lean in, ask
  • rose of sanctuary

    sell me rose of sanctuary
    in rainsoaked night
    help me forget in rhythm
    as you pull me in under
    the afterglow neon lights
    and grant me sweet release
  • casting runes — 06jan26

    thurisaz
    pinprick crimson welling
    nearly night for richness red
    leaving behind chants & cantrips
    trailing bright against snow
    dragging, we cut tether with
    leather-strapped bone

    weary, we rest
    drawing warmth from mother sun

    A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

    Today’s rune is thurisaz, which has several core translations: “thorn” or “giant”. The rune is often associated with pain or discomfort (often for an important transitional or transformative reason) or raw power that may be destructive. It is also considered protective, regenerative, and is frequently associated with women’s menstrual health.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

  • Pervasive thought

    10.55: Oh, bother.